| "Sun Dress" | |
| I creep out the back door, its cold gotta go back for my coat walk the side, then I reach the light wait for the little green man to flash his sign I might be paranoid, I feel like theyre watching me Probably discussing my past, who knows, All I know is that theyre talking about me it gets a little colder, between the buildings I button the top coat of my past watching people so happy and jolly The cops hide at the road side hoping you might run the red light jump on their motorcycles and they chase you down I scurry along, scratching at my nerve I cant wait to see this muffin girl she should wear flowers in her hair with her sun dress in December but she says, she cant stay gonna be cruel and unkind gonna make all your skies turn gray until your eyes run dry she should wear flowers in her hair with her sun dress in December she's leaning over the counter bending over the table, with her muffins in December her sun dress in December. |
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